Disclaimer: Please refer to Chapter 1
AN: *bows low and tries to avoid glares of not updating sooner* Okay, okay, I know I've slacked off on the UPDATES to this...but its been due to I've been on the search for work, home life has been nuts, and inspiration was lacking and...^^; I was hooked on watching the show "Supernatural" via YouTube and downloading Season 4 episodes from the YouTubers LJ and working on the Collab fanfic I'm working on with someone from DeviantART. BUT! I brings a new chapter...in a long time coming ^^; Let me say this...This was 21 pages LONG after I was done writing this and over 8,000 word count 0.o
WARNING: CloudSeph smut ahead as well as teary eyed Puppy over his hurt lover...This is the catch up to what I had had happened to Angeal in the previous chapter...Once again, Angeal fans, I have NO hatred towards the man...I just had to spice this up a little ^^; Sorry for the torture against Angeal in the previous Chapter.
Spoiler: In Chapter 20, let's just say, even though everything maybe coming up roses Cloud and Sephiroth NOW, there is something or someone hiding in the shadows to try and ruin that, but there is an unusual hero hiding in the den of the enemy out to get Cloud and Sephiroth that is willing to come to the fore and help out our blossoming love birds...and...there will be maybe one or two, three tops at best left to write for this...so, sorry if you guys have enjoyed this so far, but, as all good things are, they must come to an end or else I would find myself going, "Must. Delete. Fanfic."
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"Well sweetie, we're here…"the alter ego was doing all it could to keep itself from jumping out of Cloud's subconscious, "So, what are you waiting for?"
What was he waiting for? That was the question on his mind as he sat in the car parked out in front of the house that belonged to the man, the man who had swept him off his feet and jarred his senses the night before at the Club. Sephiroth had entered into his life in a way he hadn't expected and had been slowly working his way into his heart through the simplest and sweetest gestures. When he had met the man, he was assured that he wasn't gay, but slowly, that had been ebbed away to reveal the man he was now; even to the point of making out with his best friend in front of his ex-girlfriend and her now ex-boyfriend. What had become of him? The same question answer always came up with the question; what was he waiting for? All that he had to do was, just reach up and grab at the opportunity in front of him. Someone was there, in front of him, wanting him and wished to be in his life just to make him happy when it seemed, the other wasn't truly happy with the way life had been for them, but if there was someone in it that could change that…
Then…
The inner self began to nudge at a daydreaming Cloud, "Hey, you okay out there, sweetie? You've been quiet ever since we pulled up…what's wrong?"
"Are you sure I'm doing the right thing? Maybe I should have rescheduled to come over another time…Angeal seemed a little off his game this morning when I left…"Cloud chewed on his lower lip as he wrung his hands against the steering wheel; plotting and planning to turn around now and go home, "I guess I'm just…"
"…You're just nervous, sweetie, I know you are; you aren't the first person to get cold feet about spending time with someone that's made them absolutely happy," for once, the inner ego seemed to be speaking from its heart, "Relax…everything is going to be fine; you're going to have fun and enjoy yourself and not think about the others…They'll survive for twelve hours without you to monitor their antics."
~XXX~
If you have ever been to the zoo or a circus, you may have seen a lion, pacing, back and forth, back and forth; impatiently waiting its turn to perform for the same stupid crowds of humans to watch an animal they considered dumb, to do the same stupid tricks that he had done night after night. To wishing it was out of the peeping hole that was the barred cage; much was the way of Sephiroth's own inner ego; it was losing its very mind. Wondering where Cloud and the inner man in his mind were, didn't they know it was impolite to keep your Host waiting?
"Calm down in there, you're making me dizzy," Sephiroth lightly clutched his head as he stopped the keystrokes on the keyboard, "I can't think when you're pacing like a wild animal. Which you better not act like or make me act like the minute he walks through the door."
"Tch, you give me too little credit, sweet heart…It's just…I miss that annoying little tease, he just does the craziest things to my senses," if Sephiroth don't know any better; his inner ego was blushing like a school girl, "…The way he kissed me when you two kissed; it was nothing like I could have or would have imagined my first kiss being like…or one like that…"
Sephiroth chuckled to himself as he Ctrl + S for the day on his writing and turned off the monitor as the sound of the downstairs doorbell system crackled on, "Well, you'll get to see him soon enough; that's probably him now…"
"Oh my God, Oh my god, Oh my god, OH MY GOD!" as if the inner ego wasn't freaking out enough; just to add insult to injury Sephiroth couldn't have been any further from the truth as the man pushed a button on the wall.
"Hello?"
Cloud jumped back slightly at the sound of the intercom voice, "Um…Sephiroth, is that you?" his mouth felt dry as his inner ego picked up where Sephiroth's had stopped.
"Nope, this Stan's Pizza Delivery Palace," Sephiroth sarcastically remarked, "Of course it's me, what's taking you so long to get up here? I'll buzz you in, give me a second."
Cloud stepped back as the door opened with a big wide arc, ascended the stairs and made it to the front door, "Now or never, Cloud…can't back out now…besides, knowing Zack he wouldn't let me come home even I started begging with tears over the phone."
After a few knocks, "Come on in, I'll be with you in a second, I just have to finish some things up around my apartment, but there is some water or whatever you want to drink in the fridge and some snacks on the table…not much for being a Host, but…you get the picture," Sephiroth ushered Cloud in as he began to make do with the cleaning he could do to cover for the fact he had sent his Housecleaning Maid home for the weekend and wasn't going to need her since he was planning to spend some time with Cloud, alone.
"O-Okay," Cloud seemed to mildly stutter as he set his bag on the sofa, admiring the outlay of the lavish and big apartment as it seemed; he had always imagined that the person who wrote the books he read lived in a Mansion.
Not an expensive and expansive condo like apartment.
Someone could get lost with the space this place had; he did as he could while Sephiroth seemed to buzz about the room like the Classical tune 'Flight of the Bumble Bee' the one you would hear in particular cartoons for dramatic emphasis. He could hardly keep in the chuckles buzzing behind his lips as he watched the long haired silver strands of the man's hair flowing behind him. Sephiroth was inwardly cursing himself for not putting it up in a hair tie before starting out on the cleaning spree; Cloud's gaze soon turned to a work in progress manuscript that Sephiroth had left laying out on the desk just a few feet from the Living Room separation from the Office Area. Curiosity was starting to get the better of him as his eyes as well as body started to move towards the item on the desk. No sooner had he gotten to the text and began to read it then had he stopped as a dark blush crossed his face; from both the context of the story as well as the fact of his inner self laughing his tail off at him.
Sephiroth had been using their unique story of how they came to find one another and fall in love with another, as well as the night before event at the Club for his story! But, the way the text and tale were worded and wrapped about into a special little tale, no one would've known the difference, except for those involved. Cloud clasped the book shut as he heard the heavy steps of Sephiroth's footsteps walking up behind him as his back hit, painfully, against the back of the desk corner.
"So, I see you were reading up on what I've started to write," Sephiroth didn't seem angry, but who wouldn't show it?
It was easier to keep the scared little rabbit that the cunning fox had trapped in suspense till the cunning fox sprang his trap and lunged on the defenseless animal; at least, that's what Cloud saw as he saw Sephiroth standing there with hands on hips, cocky smile on his face. But, hidden there, was a look of 'so what do you think of it?'
Cloud nervously chuckled to break the awkward silence, "I-If I'm going to be the Publisher, I should at least take a peek at what you're writing to maybe help you find another way to take it if I think it needs it…"
"And…?" Sephiroth leaned in close; Cloud could almost smell the scent of the faint musk cologne the man must have put on just shortly before he showed up, oh sweet Goddess, don't give away my reaction to how enticing he smells…
"Almost too late for that love," the inner ego decided to butt in and to at best, kick Cloud in the butt to get his mind out of the gutter; he was still young and they were still a young relationship, the hanky panky, bedroom stuff can wait, "He's waiting for an answer, sweetie, answer the poor man!"
Cloud gulped as he gathered his thoughts and the work in progress manuscript in his hands like a makeshift shield, "…I-It's really good…especially the part about the little boy and his Teacher at the School festival," a soft blush of remembrance brushed against Cloud's features, "Let me guess. You drew that off of the other night's fun out with my friends?"
"You could say that," Sephiroth almost purred as he leaned forward with his fingers as he began to slowly pry the manuscript out of the boy's hands, placing it on the table, and lacing fingers with Cloud's, "…But right now…I think we should get something to eat, come on…"
"Are we going out for food?" Cloud curiously asked as his fingers wiggled in Sephiroth's laced ones; he was still so new to this male on male intimacy, but with Sephiroth, it felt almost too real, too nice, but just right.
Sephiroth chuckled again, "Nope, you and I are going to stay in and make something…besides, I think after our last meal out together, I don't know if we're going to be able to avoid the chuckles…"
"…Right," Cloud blushed even harder, but was taken back as Sephiroth brushed his lips in quickly, only then to pull back and spin Cloud around, "W-What are you doing?"
"Oh shush…we can't cook without aprons," Sephiroth finished tying it as he gave Cloud's backside a glance over, Mmh…I could swat him playfully, but I don't want to scare him off…maybe just a light tap, "Alright, let's get to cooking."
Cloud squeaked at the sensation of Sephiroth's fingertips lightly swatting him playfully on the butt as Sephiroth began searching for the meal ingredients, Oh god…I can't believe I did that…
"If I didn't know better, I would've sworn that talk, dark and handsome beyond measure was almost plotting to bend you onto your back onto the kitchen table and do some naughty little things with you, kitten…"Cloud's inner ego snickered to itself as a mini version of Cloud slipped into punt the inner ego in the butt; he was aiming higher, but he would let it slid this time, "Oh! You little brat! Well…see if I help you when he wants to take you to bed and do it for the first time…see if I give you any encouragement…"
"Diva…"Cloud muttered under his breath.
"You say something, Cloud?" Sephiroth glanced over his shoulder from where he stood, bent over with head in the fridge.
Cloud shook his head as he punted his inner ego in the butt again, "Nothing…just nothing…"
~XXX~
"Lunch was delicious, Sephiroth…" Cloud contently sighed as he pushed away the plate in front of him; if he took another helping of lunch he would bloat up like a fat pig, "I can't eat another bite…"
Within the world of Cloud's mind, the inner part of himself was smiling like an inbreeding of a mongoose and a Cheshire cat as he seemed to be licking his fingers clean of lunch much like a cat after a good saucer of cream. Fat and happy and sitting nice was the image of both figures, both in reality and in the subconscious; it felt good to just sit and talk. Talk had consisted of ideas for the story, how to go about publishing the work without people realizing it was Sephiroth, Mr. Romance Novelist to the Lonely Housewife, who had taken to writing about a Teacher that had recently become infatuated with a shy High School student in his class. No one would take well to that, but if it was hidden well enough to not reveal that the Teacher had an interest in the young man besides just being friends to the extent of a possible sexual relationship outside of the classroom. His sales of his books would find themselves falling faster then the crash of the Stock Market in 1929, not to twist or assume that the horrible crash of the U.S. Economies Market was anything compared to a man's main source of income disappearing by one faulty book idea. Cloud had proposed that the book stay on the track it was, not to go beyond a simple relationship of fluff, keep it light and airy; make it seem that he was drawing off his own life experience as a child. This lead Sephiroth to go into detail that at any point in his young life that he never had been anything like the young man in his story. But when Cloud seemed to lower his gaze to the table, beginning to take the dishes to sink to be gracious enough to wash them for Sephiroth; he inputted that he had been much like the young boy in the tale.
Instead of the taste of the dessert strawberry creampuffs that Sephiroth had recently bought for their lunch dessert treat; he had the taste of crow in his mouth mixed in with shoe. Cloud managed to distill the man's taste of the eatable crow by forgiving the man for his words earlier. Unfortunately for Cloud, he tended to become utterly lost in what Sephiroth said next or continued to say as he stood at the sink washing the man's dishes.
Daydreaming while washing dishes in a prospective boyfriend's sink, priceless; slicing your hand open on a knife that is in prospective boyfriend's sink, not so priceless. It hadn't hit Cloud just yet that he had done such a thing. His mind couldn't register it at the moment; all he could register was Sephiroth's long, lanky arms curled around his waist; his chin pressed against his shoulder as the man playfully kissed at the back of his ear while whispering other plans he had for the tale so far. Cloud could only nod in agreement to the man's words while cringing on the fact that he was bleeding profusely into the man's soapy dish water sink. He was so lost in the moment that he couldn't see or even feel the sting of liquid dish washing soap seeping into the cut, while the clear blue water. The same ones much like Cloud's was becoming wet with tears, while the soapy water was turning a murky, red color. Something had to give. Something had to be said. But like the disarmed alarms in Cloud's head that were saying to push off and go handle his hand crisis to later apologize to the delightful, Sephiroth with an appreciative show of affection and caring; they were currently disarmed by the pair in Cloud's head. It seemed that his inner ego had found itself purring in tandem with the way Sephiroth's had wrapped his arms around Cloud's ego; the two of them were enjoying themselves too much to warn their mental hosts that something was wrong.
Cloud bit onto his lower lip as he nodded again, but something had to give, was just about to give as Sephiroth unhooked his arms from Cloud's waist, and placed his hands upon the young man's shoulders. Turning Cloud to look the man in the eyes where he saw the tears in his face.
"Did I say something wrong?" there was nothing he could say wrong, accept for the fact that Cloud tended to faint at the sight of blood and even when it was his own, even a mere scrape at times; he would faint, "Cloud? You okay?"
The young man began to grow pale as he saw that the blood was seeping through his hand clenched on the wound, "Yeah…But…I think…I'm going to go faint this way…thank you…"
"CLOUD!"
~XXX~
Sephiroth had been trying to call Cloud's apartment to see if there was any chance that one of his friends could come retrieve Cloud since the man had begun to feel guilty about having him over. First, the embarrassment of using their previous date as an inspiration for the new part of his novel, then, not realizing Cloud was paling under his own gaze from blood loss from cutting his arm against a knife in his sink. Unfortunately for him, Zack tended to crank up the television when it came to movie marathons which left the answering machine and telephone to rage war over the sound of the T.V. to get the man's attention. Cloud, luckily, was starting to come around.
"Cloud? Sweetie? W-Wha…What just happened about five seconds ago? One minute I'm been lathered with affection from the man within your man's mind, and the next thing I know, I'm passing out in his arms…Care to fill the other half of this crazy head of yours in what happened?"
Cloud's eyes began to flutter about softly as he began to mutter in his sleep, "…Stupid fear of blood…"
"Cloud?" Sephiroth hung up after the fifth rang to Cloud and Zack's apartment as he made his way to the young man's side, "You should've said something…Well, I should've made sure there weren't any of the steak knives in the sink…"
"It's alright, I'm just a baby when it comes to blood, I've got an uneasy stomach for the stuff…"Cloud looked off to nowhere in particular, particularly away from Sephiroth's face, "…Damn Zack and his love for stupid blood and gore horror movie nights back in High School…"
There was something almost innocent about the way Cloud pouted at the end of the sentence as Sephiroth watched the young man's face go from sad and embarrassed to downright beautifully striking and amazing. The pout on his face wasn't too bad either, kind of added to his charm in an odd way. Sephiroth chuckled as he took a hold of Cloud's bandaged hand, admiring over his work. At least something good came out of his time in the Scouts when he was a kid; it helped him to know how to deal with Cloud's hand, but the Scouts had never taught him what he did next. One by one, he started to kiss each pad of each fingertip, but Cloud started to come about on the third finger. It seemed that his finger had another use for Sephiroth's lips as the man found it pushed halfway into his mouth; turning both men into dusty pink blushing fools as with a pop, Cloud yanked his finger from Sephiroth's mouth while Sephiroth turned away from the young man.
"…Something you want to tell me?" Cloud embarrassingly spoke up as he began to unconsciously play with the silver locks of hair, caressing and dancing down Sephiroth's back, the same one turned towards Cloud, "Because…I'm new to the idea of this kind of thing with another guy…"
Sephiroth chuckled again as he laid out on his back, looking up into Cloud's eyes, "Believe me, that was just unconscious doing…but I guess…if you're interested, we could try it for real."
Cloud turned the same dusty pink again as his arms straddled over Sephiroth's chest, looking down into the man's emerald cat slit eyes; his fingers of one hand playing with the locks that had framed the man's face, "…I don't know…I've seen it done in certain films before, but…I've never done it or had someone do it for real."
"That's because you've never realized you had the hot's for a guy…"Sephiroth shifted up as he softly brushed his lips in against Cloud's, eliciting a soft spark of electricity between the pair; earning a soft moan from the blond, "…How about we check out that "suitcase" of yours?"
~XXX~
Cloud had never blushed as hard or as long as he was now as he saw the odd assortment of objects and things in the "suitcase" that Zack had left for him before he had come over. Thankfully for his frightened young mind, instructions were included with the objects, but Cloud remained embarrassed and a little apprehensive and scared at the thought of using such things as he saw that Sephiroth, for one reason or another; knew of their uses and purposes.
"…Let's just say, curiosity about different fetishes came with the Romance Novel territory, and…curiosity got the better of me after I found out I was gay…"Sephiroth blushed as he turned back to the objects before turning back to Cloud, "…I'm sure we're both virgins…in that one way…"
Cloud blushed deeply as his fingers curled into the bed sheets at the way Sephiroth talked about virginity in that sense, "…I guess…"
The man could see the utter fear in Cloud's face as he placed the tube aside, lacing his fingers up through Cloud's locks as he softly kissed the man's lips till both men were laying down against the bed. Cloud wrapped his arms around Sephiroth's neck as his fingers brushed up through the back of the man's skull, running his fingers like soft kitten claws through the man's hair and down his scalp. Sephiroth began to softly purr at the feeling as his fingers traveled down to the back of the man's neck, behind his shoulders, arms, till they rested on Cloud's hips. It seemed the fun was going to end right then and there as he heard Cloud gasp, short of nipping the man's tongue that had been swimming in his mouth.
"…We don't have to go that far just yet…I can wait if you want to wait…"Sephiroth waited for a cue from Cloud, but it seemed; for one reason or another, the younger man had a different cue as his own hands had locked in against the back of Sephiroth's lower back, "C-Cloud?"
He saw as Cloud tried to bring the man's hips to rock in against his, "I'm willing to try anything once…maybe it will inspire you for another part of your story…our story."
Sephiroth faintly purred as his nose nestled in between Cloud's neck and collar bone as he succumbed to Cloud's forward come hither to Sephiroth's hips as he let his hips rest against the boys. Cloud gave out a faint gasp the moment he felt a soft graze of teeth on his collar bone as well as the hot sensation of something prodding his thigh, but it seemed to grow hotter in intensity and heat as he succumbed to his moaning purrs.
"…Is that something for me in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me, Cloud?" a smirk crossed Sephiroth's lips as they started to trace against the open spot of the low cut V-neck shirt that was covering Cloud's chest as he seemed to rub in against the thing prodding his own thigh, "Someone is excited, for it being a first time…"
"S-Shut…Shut up…"Cloud muffled against the man's shoulder as his fingers started to claw into the man's shoulders, "Shut up and take off your damn pants…."
The man slowly moved up and away, still straddling the young man's hips as he slowly, in a teasing fashion, began to remove his own pants, "Not just your pants…your under pants as well…"
"Someone sure is pushy for a first time," Sephiroth teased as he hooked his fingers into the low hanging briefs about his thin hips as he slid them down.
~XXX~
To Cloud's surprise, he never thought that the saying that you can judge a man's equipment by the size of his feet was ever really truthful; especially when Zack had been the one to tell him about it the first time. Especially when he had decided, in detail, to describe everything he and Angeal had done on their first time down to the last little roll of the forth come of a blissful combining bodies. Cloud hadn't been able to sleep right without imagining what it looked like and in an Anatomy; he couldn't bring his eyes up to the Presentation the Teacher had on the Male Reproductive system. Staring in front of his eyes was all of Sephiroth in his blaze of glory; he would admit, Sephiroth was tall in height but in other places? Now he had seen it all, but in the back of his mind was a war of lust and fright combating with one another while his inner ego was having a field day with it. Talking in ways he had never heard the inner man speak before which made Cloud's stomach turn, but it made his own equipment like the one staring at him start to slowly rise to attention. Sephiroth could see in Cloud's eyes that the kid was scared half out of his mine of male intimacy; Hell, even he was. He had read up on what to do, how to prepare your partner so that your partner doesn't suffer too badly, to different positions to heighten the pleasure to the techniques of foreplay. Those were things he would rather wait and hold off on due to things were already a bit scary as they were as they watch Cloud seeming to find a way out of the situation, but there was only way to help ease the tension.
"…Cloud, come here for a second," Sephiroth beckoned the young man forward till they were merely brushing noses, "…We don't have to do it through the back door on the first time…we can just lay here, snuggling or cuddling, whatever you want to do…"
Cloud softly chuckled to himself as he softly kissed Sephiroth, "That sounds nice…but…" this time, it wasn't Cloud talking; it seemed somehow, the neurons that had been misfiring due to Cloud's fear had been rewired and the inner ego had taken over as his hand rested on Sephiroth's member, "…I think you and I both know we want this…in me…drilling away for oil…making me extremely happy…and you as well…"
His lips softly kitten licked at the man's lips as the fingers that had brushed up to the head of the member squeezed gently at it to the point that pre-cum had formed earning a hardy and heady gasp from Sephiroth; whoever this was, it wasn't the timid, shy Cloud he knew. What devil thought this wet dream up? Cloud's thumb ran over the head, pushing the liquid down the shaft as Cloud seemed to press in closer to Sephiroth as the free hand wrapped around behind the man's neck. Pulling him down onto him as Cloud's seemingly closed legs opened wide for the loving he deserved and wanted from Sephiroth. Something was telling Sephiroth that this wasn't right, this wasn't Cloud; he even double checked it over with his own inner ego, but all he could see was the inner ego doing what Cloud wanted him to do next. Just the mere image of Cloud's inner ego splayed out like Cloud in front of his own, hiding back from preparing its own self while it watched Sephiroth's preparing himself. It just made Sephiroth shiver, even as he felt the hand on his member stroking him into an utter bliss; he could almost hear Cloud beginning to whimper for him to just do it.
"Cloud…this isn't you, that little man in your head has taken over…I'm willing to wait to do this, please…don't push me to do this to you," Sephiroth leaned towards the young man's face, looking for some kind of understanding, but what he saw there, wasn't the inner ego control over Cloud, "…You want this, don't you?"
A soft nod came from him, "…I never wanted anything more then I do you right now…I lost my virginity once, it was by someone I thought I loved, but she was nothing more then a lay queen…she wanted to conquer me so that no one else would want me…" his eyes turned away from Sephiroth; tearing up at the memories of the night Tifa had taken from him what should've been taken away in a relationship built on true love, "…I want…I want to wash that feeling away…I want to lose it for real this time…Please, Sephiroth…please do this for me…"
"…A broken angel you truly are, aren't you Cloud Strife?" Sephiroth softly chuckled as he kissed softly at the young man's lips, brushing away the soft tears that had escaped from Cloud's eyes, "It's going to hurt…I don't know this from experience, but from what I've read, if it's not done right, it'll hurt, you sure want to do this?"
"I'm sure…" Cloud softly nodded as he kissed Sephiroth again, "I guess I have Zack to thank for the "suitcase" of goodies…"
A soft to hardy chuckle came from Sephiroth as he pulled a small tube of the lube from the suitcase, "…Shall we then?"
~XXX~
Sephiroth winced as he felt Cloud's nails drive into his shoulders, "You have to relax, babe, I've only got one finger in, it'll loosen up once I have the other one, you have to loosen up back here…" Cloud's face was twisted into a look of utter pain mixed with pleasure; he didn't know which one to feel right now over the other, "Just think of something else…"
Cloud softly nodded through clenched eyes as he tried to think back on the first time they had run into one another; if the world could be a musical, that day had been such a musical as he remembered slowly walking to the man's table. Nervous, hands shaking the sounds of his friend and boyfriend standing on the curbside wondering why their friend had just ditched them for a stranger. Sephiroth's long silver locks, soul full, longing eyes that seemed to show the bored side of the man as he listened to a woman drone on and on about a project he wasn't interested in. A soft smile began to work against Cloud's lips as his memories turned into a daydream of Sephiroth pushing away from the table, walking towards him and sweeping him up into his arms and dancing with him upon twilight colored clouds. Sephiroth could see that resistance was falling on the blond as he saw the blissfully happy smile on the young man's face as he felt Cloud loosening up. A second digit slipped in a soft moan slipped from those happy lips as Sephiroth began to scissor and open the passage up, once he was sure the opening was opened enough. He tested a digit to start drilling; he pulled back slightly when he heard a mewling gasp like scream utter from Cloud that had the boy's toes curling on the bed sheets. Sephiroth could feel the tension of the bed sheets being tugged; he was curious as to remember what it was he had hit and it told him that from the books he had read; he had just hit Cloud's prostate.
"O-Oh…Oh god…w-what did you do? D-Don't stop…do it again…please…So good…"Cloud began to bounce his hips a little, eyes never once opening but the lips started to fall open to release moans, "Please Sephiroth…please…do it again, so good…feels so good…"
Sephiroth saw it as a good sign, "From what I've read, this little nub I've just brushed," he looked up as he saw Cloud's hips gyrating off the bed with each brush of his fingertip against it, "…that's called your prostate gland…it works to make you cum when your body is ready for it…"
Cloud's hands had fallen from Sephiroth's shoulders during his daze to loosen up and if he didn't know any better; he would've torn the bed sheets underneath him to shreds like a bad kitten, "O-Oh god…do it some more, in me…in me now, please…I want you in me…"
"Alright, but you're going to have to be still, I'm going to just nudge in a little," Sephiroth groaned as he sensed heat coming from just getting the tip in; so hot, so tight, all Cloud, "…and then…"
"OH SWEET GAIA!" Cloud felt all of Sephiroth come into him, but the man wasn't even into the hilt just yet, "Y-YES! P-Please…Please move, I need you to move, please Sephiroth! Please! Don't make me wait!"
Both inner egos were salivating at the bit to get the party started, but it wasn't till Sephiroth found the right position as he lifted Cloud's hips up slightly, drawing one leg then other up over his shoulders. Placing the brunt of his weight on his upper arms as his height seemed to have him towering over the boy; Cloud looked almost in shock, but in pleasure as well as his hands grappled for dangling silver locks. Never in his life, had he had imagined that he would be in this position, almost hilt deep in a young man that was just as beautiful now as he was when he was quiet and shy.
Sephiroth softly leaned down till lips hit one another, tongues splayed in with one another as Sephiroth pulled away slightly, "…I'm going to start moving, if you start to hurt, just say something and I'll stop to let you adjust, but if you aren't hurting…then I'm going to assume everything is okay…" he looked to Cloud's eyes for an answer, "Alright? We clear on that?"
"Y-Yes…p-please…please, I want to feel you in me, please move…I'll tell you if I'm hurting, but I know, even if we haven't known each other that long, I know…that you could never hurt me…"
"…Cloud," Sephiroth leaned in again to brush lips as he pushed himself into the hilt; he could feel Cloud screaming against his lips and teeth as he started with tentative thrusts; getting use to the feeling of Cloud closing around him; Gaia it felt so hot, he was afraid that with the heat he would lose it in the boy, "…O-Oh Gaia…"
Cloud pulled away as he cupped Sephiroth's face in his hands, "Please love, start moving…I'm fine…You feel so good…please…please…"
~XXX~
"Yes, yes, yes, oh yes! OH SWEET GAIA YES!" by the time the two were coming around the bend on their first time; the sounds of concerned neighbors started to form outside the door of the man's apartment as they heard an earth shattering scream come from both men, "OH SWEET GAIA!!"
Sephiroth slowly pulled out as he fell to the side so as to not fall on Cloud or crush the young man; both were worn out, but Cloud felt as if he had just gotten off riding the mechanical bull at their old High School's Summer Festival. Zack had been the one, as he had everything else in Cloud's life, coerced the teen in that time to ride on the bull, Cloud had been against it. Claiming that he would rather ride, Chocobo infested with rabies through a swamp of Mako then ride on the mechanical death trap and not end up with a bowlegged walk home afterwards. Unfortunately when you keep company with Zack Fair, 'No' won't get you out of everything; it was proven even after Cloud had to be pried off the silly machine and wheeled off with a pack of ice between thighs on a gurney into a local ambulance. All the while having to be the stared at spectacle by the others of the small town; even Tifa had to see what unlucky loser was getting carted off. Let's just say, she didn't bother speaking to him for a few days after that incident since her chance of giving something to her then at the time boyfriend, Cloud, any kind of pleasure wasn't going to go count for anything if he couldn't feel it. Everything had been wrong in his life, especially relationship wise, thanks to Tifa. She had made it her own personal goal to get him into her life, drive his mind into a driven mad by pleasure frenzy so that she could corral him around by the thing between his legs the rest of his life. Especially through whatever possible marriage she had cooked up for them. As Cloud basked in the afterglow of their first time; he looked over at an exhausted Sephiroth, it hadn't been anything like his forced on first time with Tifa. He had been in control this time; Sephiroth was willing to be gentle and wait, unlike Tifa; she wanted all of Cloud Strife, broken and miserable, Sephiroth…he wanted Cloud just as he was.
"…Well, Zack will be thrilled when I go home…"Cloud blissfully sighed as he ran a hand down Sephiroth's chest as he attempted to pull himself close to Sephiroth to enjoy just lying in bed with the man, "He's been wondering when I'd get laid…He had been somewhat thrilled when I got laid the first time with my ex, but when he found out I was the bottom to the situation and forced into it…he wasn't too thrilled."
Sephiroth gazed tired eyes towards Cloud's downcast ones, "And you think he'd be happy about me being the one get you laid properly this time?"
Cloud nuzzled, blushing against Sephiroth's chest, "…He's happy I found you…you aren't pushy like my ex…you just seem like someone I should be with…he trust you to not hurt me…" his lips softly kissed at Sephiroth's cheek which the man turned into his head turning towards the boy to capture those lips, "…To answer your question, yes…yes he would be happy about you being the one to get me laid properly this time."
"…Well, if you're happy," softly Sephiroth kissed Cloud on the forehead, "Then I'm happy…but I think right now, we both need a nap before getting cleaned up…"
"Sure," Cloud softly chuckled as he happily slipped into a soft slumber, Thanks Zack…I owe you big time for this…
~XXX~
Angeal had never known so much pain, well, it might have at one time or another; when he was a young boy he had fallen down three or four branches from his parent's tree in the backyard. His Mother had been furious and at the same time scared out of her mind of was going to become of her baby boy while his Father had been at the ready to whip his behind with the leather belt around his waist. Thankfully for Angeal, his Father never followed through with the threat when he found out that fro the tumble, the young Angeal had managed to break both legs and fracture at least one arm. All he could care about was that his son was alive and still together, but that pain was nothing compared to what he felt running through his body; every small shift hurt. Something had to be fractured somewhere, possibly in his back or lower back, maybe even his pelvis; oh Gods it hurt to move, even the flashing of a light against his eyes hurt. He tried to fight off the intruding light but a hand grabbed at one of his wrists as blurry and uncomprehending voices started to come into his bleary and haze vision and hearing.
"Sir, it's alright, we're the police and we have the Paramedics on stand by…can you tell us what happened to you sir?" the officer tried to question Angeal as best as he could, but everything felt like in a daze still, "Do you remember anything before now?"
Angeal began to wrack his brain; the dark nightmares, cold sweats, having to lie to Zack about where he was going and what he was doing, going to Genesis tri---oh no..."W-Where is Genesis?"
The officer was confused by the gurgling sound of Angeal's voice; it sounded like the pain he was in, "Is he the man who did this to you, sir? You know him?"
"…He's my ex boyfriend…I went to keep him in prison at his trial today and…" everything went hazy after that, "I need to call someone…"
As Angeal made to move; he had to stop himself from screaming out with a blood curdling scream as the Paramedics moved into to start immobilizing him for transport, "Just relax sir…We got a call from one of the neighbors when they heard strange screams coming this apartment and when there was no answer and the screams began again…the caller called us and we found him over you."
"…Zack…need to call Zack…"Angeal was near tears as he felt the Paramedics immobilizing him; he could hear their words as they called a Hospital nearby for the order to push a drug to help his pain for the travel down the stairs into the ambulance and to the Hospital, "…I need to call Zack…"
"Who is Zack, sir? A family member? Friend?" with each question Angeal shook his head 'No', "I'm sure you can call him when you get to the Hospit…."
Angeal couldn't hear anymore of the man's voice as he seemed to drift into a drug induced haze yet again as he felt his body being lifted to the gurney, down the single flight of stairs and loaded into a screaming ambulance, "…Zack…my Puppy…forgive me…"
~XXX~
Zack sneezed as the start of another movie began up on the T.V. as he sat back down with a new bowl of popcorn, "Someone must be thinking about me…" a soft giggle came to his lips as he plopped down onto the sofa, but it wasn't long before he was interrupted, "Oh come on, Cloud, you can't be ready to come home yet after only be there with him for the day, and its less then 24 hours."
"Hello?" Zack asked into the phone as he waited for the answer, "If this is a prank call, I'm hanging up…"
"…Zack…"Angeal's voice seemed barely understandable as Zack tried hard to hear the man's voice, "Puppy…I need you come to Hawthorne General Hospital…I'll explain everything to you when you get here, just please come…"
Zack had never heard Angeal in more then pain then this precise moment; in the past, he had gotten frantic calls from friends asking for him to come pick them up from wherever they had found themselves. The last frantic call he had gotten before he had met up with Angeal was the night he had heard Cloud in tears, calling him for a ride home and if he could stay over night at his house. Not once did Zack question what had happened; he could see all in his face the night he had made the run, he could still even to this day remember the look on Tifa's face with her robe half closed. She would never admit that she had forced herself to make Cloud lose his virginity, so what? He was going to lose it anyway someday wasn't he? That had been her theory, but Cloud had felt like he had been raped and all he wanted to do was wash the feeling of her touching his body while her body bucked and swayed on top of him. That night could never be topped by the utter fear that had shaken Zack, but this was different.
This was Angeal.
This was the man of his life and love and he was in pain.
"I-I-I'm on my baby, just hold on…Puppy is coming," Zack was trying with everything he had to hide the tears in his voice and the sob in his throat as he fumbled for the REC button on the remote and his car keys as well as cell phone, "…Angeal, Angeal…oh god what happened to you?!"
~XXX~
Angeal would never claim that he knew the pain a woman went through when delivering a child, but the feeling his pelvis had as well as his lower back where the Doctor had realized that if Genesis had gone any harder on him. He not only would've fractured or even broken Angeal's back; he would've paralyzed the man from the waist down. Angeal never would've walked again or been able to experience any pleasure from Zack; Genesis had hoped that would be possible, if he couldn't have him, then why should anyone else? His Nurse was trying to be as gentle as she could when she inserted a small tube into his member that would allow him to pee without problems, but that little tube hurt like the devil. Now and again she would apologize for any due pain from it to which Angeal would just groan out that it was alright; he just wanted his Puppy, but then at the same point, he didn't want his Puppy. He knew his Puppy wouldn't want him after he told him where he had gone to and how he had ended up like this. What person would want him back after lying about where they were going to assure that their psychotic ex didn't see the light of day for a few more years?
"Okay…sorry for the pain and discomfort that might have caused, but, you should be able to live a normal life for the next few weeks like this, but the Doctor is going to suggest some Physical Therapy to help you get back up on your feet and help rehabilitate your body after what happened…" the Nurse snapped her gloves off and disposed of them, "If your Visitor shows up, I'll make sure he finds his way here."
Angeal nodded faintly, "…Thanks."
~XXX~
"Excuse me, I got call from a Patient that was brought here, an Angeal Hewley…he was in some kind of accident or something, he didn't specify…Please! Tell me where he is!" Zack was in an utter panic as he slammed his hands down on the Reception Desk of the Nurse's Station at the Hospital.
The Nurse at the desk seemed less then willing to start helping him, "I'm sorry sir, but unless you're next of kin I can not allow you into his room."
"PLEASE! THAT IS MY BOYFRIEND IN THERE!" Zack was getting frantic and in dire straits to see Angeal; for all he knew, Angeal was on his death bed and wanted to say good bye to the Puppy of his life before he let go of life.
Thankfully for Zack, the Nurse who had been in Angeal's room spotted Zack and figured he was the young man from the way Angeal had described him, "Are you Zackary Fair?"
Zack's eyes that had been filled to the brim with tears before turned towards her, "Yes, that's me…"
"Come with me, I'll bring you to Mr. Hewley…He's been expecting you…"
Angeal knew that look on his Puppy's face when he saw the brimming tears pouring down the young man's face as he reached out tired arms to the young man; Zack was more then willing to run into them, "…Oh my Puppy, oh Zackary…Zack, please…oh Puppy don't cry…you know I hate it when you cry…"
"Stupid Man…What happened to you? You sounded like you were dying when you called me!" Zack sobbed harder as he started to take in the look of Angeal's body, "Oh God, what happened to you?"
Angeal wasn't ready to tell Zack what had happened, but he had to, "…Zack, you know I how I told you I had some errands to do in town?"
Zack's head softly nodded against the man's chest.
"…That was true, but…the errand I had to do was…I had to go to Court, my ex…he was facing Parole and possible release; I had to go to make sure he wasn't let out, but he was…"Angeal saw that Zack was backing up slightly as he saw him sit back in a chair next to the hospital bed, "…He wanted to just talk about old things and drink coffee, but then the next thing I know…I'm knocked out, tied up to his bed and…and he was…"
Angeal found it hard to tell Zack what kind of Hell he had just come from, "…He forced himself on me…he did some pretty bad damage to me…I've got a fractured pelvis, a hairline fracture on my lower vertebrae and sore like Hell…"
~XXX~
The human psyche is steady, fast, and ready for anything that is sent towards it; ranging from horrifying shocks of horror that leave the utter of core of the human psyche. Reeling into utter shock of the horrors of horrors that was intruding towards it, preparing itself to fight off the intruder, to even running in fright from the threat against the fragile human psyche. The horror of horrors that Angeal had relayed to him were something of unspeakable manner that Zack could not even put into words as he sat stunned at Angeal's hospital bedside; his hand never once leaving the cell phone that he had cradled in his lap. Zack desperately wanted to call Cloud to let him know that should he come home that evening, but he and Angeal wouldn't be there; he would've explained it wasn't anything serious for him to worry about, but at the same point…
"…Zackary…can you at least say something?" Angeal was doing all he could to hide the utter fear in his voice that Zack would become hard hearted to know that the older man he had gone to see was an old flame; if Zack was to tell the men, then and there, that they were through, he would understand, "…Pup? Please…say something."
Zack curled his fingers against the edge of the man's hospital bed sheets before throwing his arms around the man's neck, softly sobbing in against Angeal's neck, "Why didn't you tell me? Why did you feel you had to hide that part of your past from me? I would've understood…"he slowly pulled his face away from the man's neck as he looked up to the man with tearful eyes, "Why didn't you tell me?"
There are always secrets we don't want our significant other to know of; our past lovers, the pain of the break away from that past lover, the happy and sad times spent with that former lover to the memories shared between the former lovers that they feel they may never be able to recapture. Or even then, some of the memories we wish that we could throw into a fireplace and watch them burn, baby, burn as they became twirling ashes of dark and distant memories up the chimney.
"…Come on, Pup, don't do this to my old heart…"Angeal winced even with Morphine coursing through his I.V., "I can't stand it when you get all weepy like this…I'm still here in one piece and the psycho is locked up…"
Zack nuzzled in against the man's chest as his tears collected on Angeal's hospital gown, "…When you called me in pain and told me the Paramedics were taking you to the hospital because you had gotten into an accident, you don't know what went through my mind. I thought you had been in a serious car accident and you were talking to me on your death bed."
Angeal ran his hand, shakily, through the young man's hair, but turned it to wrap his arms around the man's firm chest as he nuzzled his head as best he could into Zack's head and just rocked the man in his arms, "I never want to have to call you with those news…oh Zackary…my sweet…loveable…Puppy, Zackary…Zack…"
"Angeal…" Zack softly whispered as the two men held one another in soft remorse.